The Dayu Dynasty was located in the middle of Dayu's Eight Deserts. It has a large area and a wide range of materials. The area is several times larger than other wastelands. It even dominated the Dayu's Eight Deserts.

Therefore, if there is a new emperor replacement in every wasteland, it must first be approved by the Dayu Dynasty, which led to a dispute over the emperor's son.

The battle between the emperor and son was located in the capital of the Dayu Dynasty, and the King's Landing City was opened.

At this time, people from all major wilderness areas will gather together to the king's city and call it the Eight Deserts coming to the court.

Today, there are two days left before the battle between the emperor and the son. Junlin City is already crowded with people. Inns of all sizes are surrounded by different forces and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Yi Xiaoyao walked among the crowded crowd, wearing a black robe and a cloak. No one could see clearly his face under the shadow of his black cloak, and even less could see his gloomy expression.

Immediately afterwards, he walked into an inn.

This inn is simply decorated with few tables and chairs, so it is a small inn.

Because those comfortable and luxurious inns have been housed by major forces in major wilderness areas. Small inns like the current ones are at most occupied by some second- and third-rate small forces.

Of course, the people from the Desolate Palace must have come here, so they naturally have large inns that book a large venue.

But Yi Xiaoyao did not want to be at peace with the people in the Desolate Palace at this moment, because he didn't know how to face the people in the Desolate Palace, faced with all those who supported him, and even more so, he said that he would give up the dispute over the emperor's son.

So, he came to this small inn for the time being and settled in this small inn. After observation just now, the people who stayed in this small inn were from Qinghuang.

As soon as I stepped into the inn, a shout came from: "Hey! This place has been booked by our Jiumu Sect, and outsiders will leave quickly!"

Yi Xiaoyao ignored this sound. Now he may hear such a sound no matter which inn he walks into.

Therefore, he walked straight towards the room upstairs.

Suddenly, the dozen people on the table raised their heads, and someone even slapped the table suddenly.

"Dare to regard my Jiumu Sect as nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged figure rushed out and slapped Yi Xiaoyao with an angry face.

However, just when middle-aged people appeared behind Yi Xiaoyao, Yi Xiaoyao raised his hand and waved it. The middle-aged people suddenly flew backwards and fell down as if they were hit hard.

"Master!"

Everyone in the inn exclaimed, rushed to support middle-aged people, and followed the middle-aged people's incredible gaze, they all looked at Yi Xiaoyao vigilantly.

You know, their master is a strong man who has entered the Yin-Yang Realm! In their Jiumu Sect, they are the second strong man under the head!

But just now, someone waved it away as if dust was removed?

"It turns out that we are the seniors of Qinghuang. In the head of Xiajiumu Sect, Li Qing, my junior brother has just offended him. Please forgive me!"

At this time, a middle-aged black bearded stood up, respectfully clasped his fists at Yi Xiaoyao, and apologized and said, "If you stay here, it is an honor for me, the Jiumu Sect. Next, I will give up the best guest room to you!"

Yi Xiaoyao continued to walk on the stairs and stopped slightly. The middle-aged man named Li Qing was able to release his spiritual power just now and realized that his cultivation and spiritual power attributes were normal, but calling him a senior made him a little difficult to accept.

However, Yi Xiaoyao didn't say anything, just said, "No need, I just need a smallest house to settle down."

When Li Qing and others heard Yi Xiaoyao's words, they were stunned. Is this voice so young?

However, the strength of this world is respected. Even if you are older, your strength is not as good as that, so it is normal to call me a senior.

"senior……"

Li Qing was about to continue speaking, but he found that Yi Xiaoyao had disappeared in front of him and went upstairs.

Yi Xiaoyao casually found a house in the corner, closed the door, and sat cross-legged inside the house and began to practice.

Before, he fought with the Huanglong Sect Master and burned the baby soul to consume a lot of cultivation. At this time, while recovering his cultivation, he frowned and thought about the next countermeasures.

The dispute between the emperor and the son is imminent, and Yi Xiaoyao did not know that Yunmeng Ling was no longer in the hands of the Huanglong Sect Master, so he urgently needed a countermeasure to participate in the dispute between the emperor and the son on the premise of ensuring the safety of the Yunmeng Ling.

This thought took two days.

At the same time, this day is also the beginning of the dispute between the emperor and the son.

Yi Xiaoyao slowly opened his eyes. After two days of recovery, his cultivation level had reached the peak of Yin and Yang realm again, but he never came up with any countermeasures.

This means that Yi Xiaoyao had to give up the subsequent battle between the emperor and the son.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaoyao could only smile bitterly, sigh and shook his head.

And at this moment, a knock on the door suddenly came outside the house, followed by a cautious sound.

"Senior, at noon today, the dispute between the emperor and the son will begin. I believe that the senior is here to observe the dispute between the emperor and the son. If you don't dislike it, then follow my Jiumu Sect, right?"

It was the voice of Li Qing, the head of the Jiumu Sect.

Hearing this sound, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes moved slightly, and the bitter smile on his face became even more intense.

Outside the door, the disciples of Jiumu Gate were standing in the aisle waiting for Li Qing, but Li Qing in front of the door never heard Yi Xiaoyao's response and did not dare to continue disturbing him. He had to wave to the disciples in the aisle and turn around and prepare to leave.

But then, he suddenly heard the door behind him creaking and opened. When he looked back, he saw Yi Xiaoyao wearing a black robe and cloak walking out of it.

"Let's go and see who can win the position of Emperor's son."

Under the cloak, Yi Xiaoyao's slightly low voice came.

Li Qing's face was happy, and he quickly agreed a few times, then smiled and said, "Senior, we in Qinghuang still have great hope for the position of Emperor's son this time!"

The disciples of Jiumumen also nodded and started to speak excitedly.

"Yes! We have a successor of the Qing Emperor in Qinghuang, who is our idol!"

"I believe that the position of the emperor's son this time must be obtained by the descendants of the Qing Emperor!"

"We in Qinghuang have not had a Qing Emperor for so many years. We are like children without mothers. Now we should have a Qing Emperor!"

When Li Qing heard the words of his disciples, he laughed.

However, Yi Xiaoyao's eyes became extremely complicated because of these voices. I'm afraid he would let down these heavy expectations.

Therefore, Yi Xiaoyao's lips moved and said, "It may not be possible. Don't hold too much hope, otherwise the disappointment will only be greater."

After saying that, he walked straight through and heard his words, and walked down the stairs to the Jiumu Sect who were stunned there.

"Why is this person like this? He is also a native of Qinghuang, so why did he destroy his own majesty?"

All the disciples of Jiumu Sect were full of dissatisfaction, but under the gaze of Li Qing, they had to shut up.

However, they still firmly believe that their descendants of the Qing Emperor will definitely win the position of Emperor's son and become the Qing Emperor!

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